Normal. This is normal.
I tried to explain to my 23 year old grandson’s co-worker that we used to have to jack off to magazines and he had no idea what the word magazine meant. What a sad little wanker.
the key is to not talk to people
I’ve had a 40 year old body for like, 25 years. I’m not 40 yet.
In the freezer?
Speaking as someone whose in their mid 40’s, no you don’t have a 40 year old body, you only think you do. When you actually get there you’ll realize how wrong you’ve been.
Oh, from 40 on upwards there are so much “oh shit” moments. The fuck around phase is over and the find out, final, phase starts.
“Told you so” also starts trending among friend circles.
Trolling all my friends who were born after 9/11 by showing them clips from “Love, Actually” and talking about how easy it was to get through airport security.
The pre 9/11 world was truly a different place. I used to cross the border into the states as a 15 year old to go to concerts with nothing but an old red and white Canadian health card that didn’t even have a picture on it.
Weird too to be 55 and physically feel 65 and emotionally feel 15 and have friends who are 35 to 45 who will make me feel socially 25 until my practically guaranteed death at 75.
